Luyện nghe bài hát Down South Funk

All the way to motherfuckin'
[Incomprehensible] Tennessee
To motherfuckin'
To North motherfuckin'
Yeah, fuckin' Carolina
Yeah, deep down, Alabama
Funk for funkin' ass, nigga
Ha ha, barefoot motherfuckers

Yo, guess 'bout to stomp tonight?
seniors, rockin' the mic, catchin' misdemeanors
So charge us with what whatever you
Balls of steel, clappin' those with rap
Fuck hot, I'm and still perform like a champ
Battle 'bout, your ass out
So who's dropping shit on day? My click's the greatest
Chill or feel the of hiatus

Shit shuts when the squad's around
It gets thinner, it's hexed like man from town
the hard way can't be touched
My style's too faraway, to capture, even with help N.A.S.A.
I'm they call, a living legend, sha pow
That's what call, a Mac-11, sha pow
There's two on the way down, blaow
Here's two more, blaow nigga

Is niggaz down to ride?
(Man listen)
you kill for your life?
(Man listen)
Can you get busy all
(Man listen)
(Man listen)

I got the down south funk when I clown out ass
Police wanna call and sound off pumps
I your Blaupunkt's if you thump my tape
Yo dial funk if you're mo' stiff than Riker's bunks
Get out your seat, E, spit out the
The tracks plow concrete out the streets
From baldies to fades, when I M.C.'s
more flags than Puerto Rican Day parade

And give up, I got the rare footage, of fiends walkin'
Off my don't dare cook it
You might fall in to and New Jacks
And they become pookie and that, prom queen
body bag won't fit you tonight
You wanna blow up? Drop the mic, stick to the
Hand to my crew'll cripple your click in a fight
my tapes way down south and triple the price

Step up on the like, "Whazzup? Hey sugah"
Before you Doc, how that cash put up?
And only way I stop til click say when
had enough, 'cause I could bump to six A.M.

Is y'all niggaz down to
(Man listen)
you kill for your life?
(Man listen)
Can you get busy all
(Man listen)
(Man listen)

My is a rap, each song is a flashback
Of antagonizing anxiety
The beat the ground and the earth cracks
Niggaz be like, "Oh no not them!", yeah we
rhythmatic articulation, godforsaken
Sick manifestations, pump pump in your then
The lyrical force I put in a rhyme
Will hit you more power than a molecule enzyme

No matter who, what, when, where, how, I'll lay you
With a sick illed out fictitious
Yo, we all the hood, the only difference
Between us is that we make this shit look
annual slammable
You light as a and I cram to understand you
So for on a mission kissin' ass and dissin'
We get even an ambidextrous, man listen

Is niggaz down to ride?
(Man listen)
you kill for your life?
(Man listen)
Can you get busy all
(Man listen)
(Man listen)

Is y'all down to ride?
(Man listen)
you kill for your life?
(Man listen)
Can you get busy all
(Man listen)
(Man listen)